Birds of a feather flock together; people are sorted into groups.
This group of wealthy elders could play together because they certainly had similar hobbies.
Chen Chengye had a fondness for ancient books, while Lu Bo liked antique furniture; the other few elders were much the same, all fond of collecting antiques.
When they spoke, they referenced antiquity, and even in making friends, they'd count back eight generations, with no one less than those from a prominent family making it into their circle.
This was more than just a hobby; it was also a form of nostalgia!
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "This was recorded in the fragmented scrolls passed down by my ancestors; it looked pleasing, so I had someone make it."
"Excellent, very excellent!"
Lu Bo praised continuously, feeling that Zhou Yi's family had deep knowledge and was qualified to be his friend.